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God Of Crafting

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator. For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement. But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning! Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations? In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two! Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it? Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0? And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you? Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems! ***Technical side of things*** Daily release: 2ch/day Sunday release: 3ch + accumulated bonus chapters from mass release goals listed below ////////////All Milestones are subject to change/////////////// For every 100 winwin unlocks: 2 bonus chapters For every 50 ps: 1 bonus chapter For every 3 reviews: 1 bonus chapter Supergifts: 3 bonus chapters Me having a good day: 1 bonus, not-mass release chapter a day on days it applies >.>

MotivatedSloth · Urban
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271 Chs

Taking a look before deep dive

The trip turned out to be much more interesting than whatever its goal might be. 

It felt… depraved, holding Claire's head down as her lips wrapped around the bottom of my dick. 

Especially with how she kept her glasses up, the sense of doing something amoral to a girl THAT adorably innocent came with a whole thrill on its own. 

My fingers sank deeper into her lush, brown hair. The curve of her head fit just so perfectly in the palms of my hands. And her hands… 

Rather than distracting me with her hands, Claire made it clear that she wanted me to focus on her lips alone. And so, rather than teasing me in any other fancy or unorthodox way, Claire clutched her arms around my waist, holding herself firmly in place. 

By now, however, the fun was quickly coming to an end. 

"Haaa…." I released a long, weary moan, feeling exhausted now that Claire had sucked the soul out of my balls with an admirable level of determination.